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- recorded by Aramentia Sendia

In the thirty fifth year by Arelith-reckoning, while Biad Scheppen was Captain of the Hawk'ins and leader in the Dale, the forces of Urblexis Grond staged a series of raids on the surface lands. A mighty army menaced Wharftown, and we in Bendir, knowing of the emnity that the Tyrant of Urblexis, the svirfneblin Skeflock, held for the Dalelands, feared that we would be next. When information reached us of a planned attack, we sought to learn more.

After much discussion, I prepared myself and went down deep below the earth, to a trade post near to Urblexis. Securing an audience with the Tyrant at the second attempt, I sought to deceive him into giving away details of his plans. He was not fooled, however, and the meeting was a trap: his lieutenants moved in to encircle me, and it was only thanks to careful preparations that I was able to flee back to the surface, a few paces ahead of their spells and swords.

They followed, and their angry force charged through the minotaur-infested hills to the gate of the fort, where the defenders of Bendir stood ready and alert, waiting to hear of my mission. I returned scant moments ahead of them, and we barely had time to close the gates before they arrived. After some time spent sending undead against us, and frustrated by our readied defences, they eventually withdrew to the rise before the fort. Unsure, we watched to see what would happen, and as the Tyrant and his kobold mages gathered in a ritual our own mages readied to counter whatever thaumaturgy the forces of darkness could summon.

Even prepared as we were, the result of their ritual took us aback. A mighty dragon of bone arose from the earth, shaking the ground beneath our feet as it spread its wings and roared a challenge. Biad was ready, however, and countered the great beast with a calling of his own, a great prismatic dragon that flew down from the sky to our aid. Over the gates of Bendir the two beasts wrestled in the air, gouts of flame and magic wreathing both forms as they tussled. The fight was inconclusive, but Biad's ally had done enough, and prevented the bone dragon from breaching our defences. Seeing that there was no way in, the forces of darkness fled back to their hole.